I love being a mom, most of the time. I think anyone that says they love motherhood all of the time is either smoking a little something, or telling a little fib.

I have been a mom for almost thirteen years, but have learned the most about mommyhood over the last 6 months. I learned that sometimes it can be so great, that you have to pinch yourself because life can’t be real. Other times, it is so painful you wish you could go into a coma, and wake up to find your kids have graduated, moved out, attended an ivy league school (if you dream, you might as well dream big, right?!) and have kids of their own.

I had my third (and VERY final) baby in mid-April. By mid-June he was paralyzed, blind, and in respiratory arrest. People always told me that boys were easier than girls. I beg to differ.

To sum it up quickly, he is OK now– or mostly OK. His doctors are obsessed with his (lack of) weight gain. I tell them, “Throw him a frickin bone! He can breathe, eat, smile and roll over now, do we really have to obsess about weight gain?”

Through this long ordeal, I have learned the following:

• Poop and pee are a really big deal.
• Feedings can be measured in fractions of a milliliter. An ounce is a LOT of liquid.
• When a baby laughs, fairies really ARE born.
• All nurses will go to heaven. (Except that one frickin nurse in the PICU. She will go somewhere else.)
• There are worse things than lack of sleep.
• It is possible to experience the “for better or worse” in marriage both in the same day.
• A smile is one of the greatest gifts we can give others.
• When a loved one is in the hospital, celebrate successes quietly. Sometimes your best day, is someone else’s worst.
• Time passes regardless of our attitude. Choose to be positive, gracious, kind, appreciative and loving.
• Life is a journey. Everything we experience can be for our benefit.
• If you need to cry, frickin cry!
• You can have fun even when life is falling apart. Don’t believe me, talk to the nurses on the 4th floor. We spent many nights laughing so frickin hard our cheeks hurt.
• Don’t drink too much water before you go to bed. Hmmmm, you might see where I am going with this. Look for a future blog post for more detail.
• Hug a stranger. It is awesome.
• Mommyhood is a roller coaster ride, but one I am so glad that I am on.

Have you had a similar experience? If so, I would love to hear about it. We frickin moms need to stick together.

I had the opportunity to purchase tickets for my 13 year-old and me to attend “New Moon” about a month ago. Because I never read the books (I know, shoot me) and didn’t really get into the first movie (want to shoot me, again?) I let this opportunity pass.

Now, I realize the gravity of my error. By not getting tickets, I live in a constant state of New Moon discussion. My communication with my 13-year old consists of:  “Mom, did you see the ‘New Moon” trailer?” and “Mom, can I use your iphone to watch ‘New Moon’ interviews on YouTube? and “Mom, McKenna gets to go to ‘New Moon’ with her Mom. Why aren’t we going?” and “Ohhhh, I LOVE this song. It is Bella’s lullaby!” I wish we were going to see ‘New Moon!’ and the latest tonight, “Mom, I think it is really unfair we aren’t going to ‘New Moon. EVERYONE else I know is going.

FRICK!

Because of this drama, I have come up with the Top 5 Frickin Reasons to See New Moon:

1. By watching New Moon, you can learn how to interact appropriately with vampires.
2. New Moon will teach you how to evaluate if your dog (or the dog next door) is really a werewolf.
3. New Moon will help us relive our high school glory days, because it accurately portrays the high school experience.
4. New Moon will add spice to our love lives, because no matter what (less than awesome thing) our husbands or boyfriends do, they haven’t tried to suck our blood and kill us.
5. New Moon will open the communication channels with our children by reminding us to have the, “don’t do drugs, don’t drink, stay in school, and don’t date vampires” discussion with them.

So, what do I do now? Well, I guess I buy tickets to see ‘New Moon’ on Saturday the 21st.

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So, after all the positive feedback (yeah, I am pretty frickin awesome) I received on Dolphinin’s Journal and the fact that I had a bunch of fun doing it, I decided to start a real blog. Below is the timeline and series of events that led to this monumental happening.

October 21, 2009

I realized I was the bomb. This didn’t come as a big shocker because I had always known that I ranked pretty high on the cool factor. What really cemented this was the following email I received from Dave Bascom, CEO and my boss at SEO.com: ”We’ve got to get more people following you on twitter. Your follower numbers are kind of weak.” When I read this, I realized that I must be really important for him to take a serious interest in my tweeples. I quickly came to the conclusion that if I was THAT important, thousands (if not millions) of people are waiting anxiously to read my every word.

October 27, 2009

I became addicted to #GNO on Twitter. It happens. I may seek therapy in the future. Anyway, I noticed that all the really super cool people (a shout out to all the girls-night-out ladies) have blogs. I read them. Every single one. OK- maybe I was entering more contests than reading content, but hey- I at least visited their sites. I once again realized as one of the coolest frickin people I know, that I needed a blog ASAP.

November 6, 2009

I began thinking of URLs and researching their availability on MadDog. I gained a love/hate relationship with domainers during this process. OK, maybe not love.

November 9, 2009

Gave up thinking of URLs and went to the brains of SEO.com. Many ideas were thrown around, all of which were frickin amazing. The best one (in my humble opinion) was frickinmom.com. When I heard this domain, I believe I heard bells ring and an angelic chorus sing. Thanks @robynstorms for suggesting it. However, when I went to purchase it (dun dun dun) it was gone! Dang Greg Shuey had overheard the discussion and snatched it up! My head was spinning, I couldn’t breathe…  Luckily he sold it to me at a premium. I have to pay him $10 and bake him some cookies this Friday.

That brings us to today- my first blog post. I know; it’s a beauty.